[h3]Pira and Chase Jackson, Kissimi[/h3]

Pira didn't speak until Chase put a hand on her shoulder, at which point she turned and scampered out of the room to find some towels and see if their pilot had any spare clothes that might fit Megara. Chase studied Megara for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Her and Master Kissimi, yeah," His words were half lies.

Kissimi was slightly startled by Chase's words herself but was able to mask it decently well. She stroked the head of the brown wolf then took the left over bandages from her pocket and handed them to Chase.

"I'm no good myself. I had these left over. Use them," She told the boy, who nodded and warily approached the Jedi.